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Hello! It’s been awhile since I’ve written in this spot. Welcome back as we enter the year 2015. Yesterday I committed with fellow writer Cyndi Hughes that I’d start this blog up again and write every day for the next 365 days.

Because I’m on the thick part of the tail end of the Boomers my perspective will be that of a Baby Boomer but really I’m writing to YOU, dear reader, that unique part of you who sees the wry sometimes unsettling part of being human in all its messy beautiful awkwardness. So let’s gather around, warm our hands by the fire and get started. I would love to hear from you so please do share your insights, comments, humor, wisdom and musings!

Thought for the day: There seems to be several writer friends who have been swimming around in various social media pools for a few years and are sick, sick, sick of it! Are you? What are you noticing or experiencing? A few of the digital publicists I know are tired of the b.s. of it all. They are burnt out from working with clients, especially the ones who tout themselves as being spiritual leaders for a better humanity, who (in real life) act like complete and total dicks to everyone around them (family, friends and employees).

Helpful Hint for Being Human: Don’t believe everyone’s B.S. and definitely don’t believe in your own! There is one part of me that takes comfort in the fact that “we are all connected” and then another that likes being unique from others which means I have to somehow accept that I am just one of many unique beings. The comfort I can take from this is that although we humans can sometimes be apathetic and indifferent en masse when we choose to shake ourselves awake we can use our unique perspective to take a look around and choose how we want to experience life.

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And the Universe continues to laugh at and with me! After decades of being shown in numerous ways that I am but “one of many”, yet wanting so badly to be considered awesomely unique, I find myself smack dab in the middle of the baby boomer generation. I’ve survived and thrived in life just long enough to know how to turn a fact that I have to accept, into a palatable form, by re-defining definitions to suit my mind and heart. For instance, yes I am a baby boomer and yes, I am right in the middle of the generation AND we are a generation of all kinds of unique minds and hearts. The older I get, the more I find this definition to be true.

I believe that many of us baby boomers also think (and would secretly be like) the Millennial Generation if we were brave enough to let ourselves be ourselves. Like Jenny Lawson, The Bloggess, for example. Jenny didn’t grow up with the likes of Emily Post or Miss Manners breathing down her neck like most of us BBs (though I think Jenny would appreciate Miss Manners for her snide wit) so one/we could say that she is automatically freer to say and be who she is BUT if truth be told, I think many of us bbs would be just as outspoken as Jenny if fear wasn’t part of the DNA sequence of our generation. This blog for this year (Raving Boomer) is my attempt to break through our BB structure and be a voice in the wind for us all….like Abbie did for many of us before our thirties.

In my younger days, I always felt so different from everybody else and then I discovered that a.) most of us felt or feel different from everybody else and b.) in some of the situations that I found myself in like a conservative boarding school that was military for the guys—I was indeed very different from everybody else! If I was good at math or at least statistics I’d be able to whip out some stats that support the sheer number of people in my generation that all feel different, but since I’m not good at math (but believe EVERYTHING can be explained mathematically) I’ll just leave it to you, the reader, to decide if you relate to what I blog about. And please jump in with your two cents if for no other reason then to encourage me to show more of my skin!